A World Where You All Are The Villains - Chapter 192

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

192.

It was my first time witnessing an Awakener’s rampage firsthand.
And an S-rank Awakener’s rampage at that.
An Awakener whose reason had been consumed by Magi was far more dangerous than any Erosion Being.
Unable to control their abilities, they attacked indiscriminately—person or object made no difference—leaving entire districts reduced to ash.
This was precisely why both this place and the modern era I’d inhabited were so exceptionally cautious around Awakeners on the verge of rampage.
Of course, the modern era employed somewhat more humane methods of containment than here….
Crack, crash, bang—!
The Monster’s elongated body twisted grotesquely as it dodged the icicles erupting upward from the ground.
It knew that contact meant the cold would cling to it, freezing everything in an instant, followed by a barrage of explosions raining down upon that very spot.
The Monster’s stone-like body was already pockmarked and tattered from several successful iterations of this pattern.
By now, it was simply fleeing from Ethan’s relentless assault.
Even in such a vast space, the confinement meant there was nowhere for it to truly escape or hide—a fact that had become our greatest advantage.
At this rate, it seemed the Monster would be dispatched before long.
The iron bars that had held it captive, the shackles that had bound its limbs—
Ethan, who had cast aside all restraint and released every ounce of Magi he’d been carefully rationing, was now unleashing himself like a fish returned to water.
‘S-rank Awakeners truly are different….’
There was nothing beautiful about the way he fought the Monster.
His complexion was ashen, black blood streaming from his eyes, nose, and mouth, while his skin rippled with grotesque veins.
Aside from the use of his abilities, he was scarcely different from a zombie-like Erosion Being.
It was clear he’d been completely consumed by Magi, yet a question nagged at me.
‘Why does he only attack the Monster?’
Shouldn’t a rampaging Awakener attack anything in sight?
Yet Ethan attacked only the Monster.
Of course, it wasn’t as though he was exercising the restraint of his sane self, deliberately avoiding others.
Even now, the stray ice spears and pillars erupting from all directions were forcing the remaining people to cry out in terror as they scrambled behind Ethan.
Still, Ethan did not attack those who brushed past him.
As if the Monster alone was his sole target.
‘What makes an S-rank Awakener different?’
Even stripped of reason, perhaps his body remembered that Monsters must be eliminated.
It was then, while observing with pure curiosity as a former researcher, despite the situation being entirely unsuitable for such inquiry—
Bang!
“Princess!”
The White Room’s door, which had remained intact thanks to someone’s efforts, burst open as Serge rushed in.
“Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?”
He examined me with frantic urgency.
His furrowed eyes were brimming with concern and worry, and my chest felt strangely unsettled once more.
“Yes, as you can see…”
“Damn it, why are you still stuck? What the hell are you doing?”
He snapped irritably, then spun around to glance back at the small hole I’d been struggling with moments before.
Approaching it without hesitation, he kicked the tiny opening without even waiting for it to dry.
Thud!
“Your Highness, your shoes…!”
I belatedly realized he was barefoot, but it was already too late.
Whether his feet were made of steel or not, the temporary wall I’d labored so hard on crumbled to dust with a single kick from him.
“Can’t you even destroy one thing properly? I told you to kick it hard.”
Seemingly unfazed by any pain, he continued to furrow his brow and criticize me.
Since I’d done my best, I felt a bit wronged.
But his face, as he roughly swept back his hair, looked exhausted in a way that didn’t match his demeanor.
The sigh that escaped his lips sounded like that of someone who’d aged a decade in an instant.
So I swallowed my rising complaints.
In the meantime, he swept the debris aside with his sock-covered feet and pointed to the hole, now large enough to fit my entire torso.
“Crawl out.”
“…Is it really necessary to go?”
I glanced meaningfully beyond the window.
The Monster, which Ethan had been evading and evading, had been driven to the far opposite end of the White Room.
Boom, Craaaash—!
Another deafening roar accompanied by tremors echoed through the space.
Beyond the hazy smoke rising up, I could see a massive form hanging limp.
I couldn’t tell if it was dead, but it was clear it had suffered fatal wounds—no longer capable of thrashing about as before.
As I fixed my gaze on the motionless Monster, I heard a breathless, bitter laugh from in front of me.
“Did you forget? You almost died when the Monster’s tail hit you just now.”
“No.”
As if I could forget.
I was certainly shocked, and my heart still seemed to be racing.
But with the Monster already dying, it didn’t look good for a Purifier who’d been of little help to flee belatedly.
“Besides, I’d have to come back to purify it anyway.”
“Purify what, exactly?”
The moment I spoke, he glared fiercely.
“Let it destroy itself fighting the Monster. That’s more honorable for that beast.”
“But…the Monster could still rampage even after it dies.”
“Then we just throw it back down to the lower level.”
I suppose.
This Bunker had already become such a mess it looked like it would collapse soon—I doubted the Isolation Chamber below was in any better condition.
As I made a skeptical expression at his words, he simply reached out and roughly pressed down on the back of my head.
“Stop worrying me and just get out quietly.”
“Ah! Wait, just a moment! Your shoes are too big—they’re slipping off!”
I was grappling with a man who was pushing me relentlessly, as if trying to shove me through a hole barely larger than my body.
“Ethan! Stop!”
A familiar voice suddenly pierced through the chaos.
In the moment Serge hesitated, I quickly knocked his hand away and peered out through the window.
A petite woman was rushing toward Ethan as he walked toward the Monster.
‘She’s still here?’
I thought she would have fled the moment this disaster began.
At Ruellin’s sudden appearance, my eyes widened in shock.
But that wasn’t the only reason for my astonishment.
“Why is she…?”
The familiar object in her hands.
Ruellin was holding the “Heart of the Ancient Dragon”—an artifact used during rank assessments.
“What are you doing! Ethan, you can’t kill that Monster! Come to your senses, for heaven’s sake!”
“….”
“Can’t you see me? Ethan―!”
Unfazed by the rampaging Awakener, Ruellin grabbed Ethan’s arm and dragged him along.
Yet Ethan walked toward the Monster in silence, as if blind to everything around him.
Swish―
An ice spear, thicker than any before, materialized in his hand as if to deliver a finishing blow.
The moment he raised his arm to hurl it―
“No!”
Ruellin hurled the Heart of the Ancient Dragon at Ethan’s back.
Crash!
In that instant, brilliant light erupted from the artifact.
The light faded quickly, leaving behind a blackened heart that clattered uselessly to the ground.
And then, thud―
Ethan, who had been intent on slaughtering the Monster mere moments before, suddenly collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.
“Ethan!”
Ruellin quickly retrieved the heart and rushed to his side in a panic.
He remained unconscious, as if he had simply lost all awareness.
“What…?”
I couldn’t comprehend what had just transpired in those fleeting seconds.
He hadn’t undergone Purification, yet the rampaging Awakener had suddenly lost consciousness—I couldn’t fathom why.

100%

I kept peering down at his head.
“I’ve sealed his ability.”
“….”
“Looks like he’s trying to escape. I was going to break his nose and finish him off, but damn it… Don’t come out and stay here, Princess.”
Serge spat out a string of curses as if chewing on something bitter, then stepped out of the White Room.
Following his words, Ruellin turned back and was dragging Ethan’s massive body onto the Monster.
“Shhhhiiiiek―.”
The Monster, still not dead, raised its massive body upright.
I hadn’t noticed because the Magi reached up to its waist, but the body that was long enough to circle the vast space had already been severed in half.
All of it was Ethan’s doing.
“Don’t come any closer!”
Serge and the Awakeners who had regained consciousness tried to stop Ruellin, who was now fully mounted on the Monster behind Ethan.
“I, I only wanted to take the relic. I don’t want to cause any more trouble!”
“You’re making a mess and saying things like that? Don’t you have any conscience?”
Serge tilted his head with a twisted smile.
I pressed myself against the doorframe to hear more clearly.
Since I hadn’t actually gone outside, I wasn’t breaking my word.
“If you’d just listened to me, none of this would have happened!”
Meanwhile, Ruellin, now fully mounted on the Monster, thrashed about wildly, wielding the relic.
“Don’t come near! Unless you want your ability stolen too!”
“I’m so terrified I can’t move an inch.”
Despite his words, Serge didn’t stop walking, showing no concern whatsoever.
The Monster, struggling to maintain its half-severed body, didn’t launch any particular attack.
Then Ruellin, nervously gnawing at her lips, suddenly brightened her eyes.
And she did something appalling.
Crunch!
She bit down and swallowed the ‘Ancient Dragon’s Heart’ she was holding.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Novels. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————